What happens when Izuku Midoriya breaks after relentless bullying and abuse from his family, friends and society? He gives up.
But, fate had other plans for him. Giving the boy who had a pure heart a another chance in life was the plan.
A life at a...
Izuku slowly opened his eyes, his gaze shifting upward to meet the warm, wooden ceiling of his room. The soft morning light filtered through the window, casting a gentle glow upon him. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, a smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he gradually recognized his surroundings - a warm room that had replaced the familiar forest.
Throwing off the blanket, Izuku sat up, his senses coming alive as he took in the room, "Hope everything goes good today."
Standing on his feet, he stretched, relishing the satisfying pops and cracks that echoed through the room. The mirror in a corner of the room caught his eye, and he couldn't resist stealing a glance at his reflection. Shirtless, he observed the changes that his time with Elysia had brought about. His physique had transformed, his body now taller and more muscular, a testament to the growth he had undergone.
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Chuckling to himself at the sight, Izuku ran a hand through his unruly hair before letting out a contented sigh. Today was a special day - a new chapter in his life awaited him. It was his first day in the new guild, and the excitement coursing through his veins was palpable.
Izuku's eyes flickered to the clock, its hands pointing to 6:30 a.m. The day was only just beginning, and a glance outside revealed a clear sky, promising a sunny day - a weather he cherished.
After a refreshing cold shower, Izuku dressed in the clothes he had worn the night before, opting to forgo the cloak this time. By 7:00 a.m., he made his way down to the bustling main guild hall. The enticing aroma of breakfast filled the air, teasing his senses.
Curiosity piqued, Izuku pondered aloud, "Who else could be here this early?" Following his nose, he ventured toward the source of the mouthwatering scent, leading him to the bar area. "Hello?"
A gentle rustling sound revealed the appearance of a familiar silver - haired mage, emerging from the kitchen. A bright smile lit up Mirajane's face as she spotted Izuku.
"Oh, Izuku! You're awake!" she greeted him warmly.
"Yeah, good morning, Mira," Izuku replied, his smile carrying a hint of awkwardness. Conversing with girls, especially one - on - one, was still an area where he felt uncertain and inexperienced.
"Umm, if you don't mind me asking, what're you up to this early in the morning?" Izuku inquired, hoping to strike up a conversation.
Mirajane's smile remained undiminished as she reassured him, "Oh, nothing like that. I was just making some coffee and breakfast! Would you like some?"
"Sure," Izuku replied. He walked over to her side, joining her in the kitchen.
Upon entering, Izuku's eyes widened at the sight before him - the spread of delectable breakfast options that adorned the kitchen. The tantalizing aroma filled the room, making his stomach growl in anticipation.
His eyes widened with delight at the sight that greeted him - a traditional Japanese breakfast spread laid out on the counter.
A steaming bowl of miso soup, its aroma wafting through the air. Beside it rested a small plate of pickled vegetables. A delicate serving of grilled fish, perfectly seasoned, graced another plate. And to complete the breakfast, a bowl of fluffy white rice sat patiently, waiting to be savored.
